Yu Huayuan Community, Unit 4 605.

The table was full of chicken, duck and fish, as well as all kinds of cooked dishes, and Yang Guoshun even took out the Moutai that had been treasured for many years, planning to blow half a bottle.

Kong Fang, who has been guarding her husband from drinking on weekdays, rarely did not stop it, she took out the cutlery from the cabinet, and then sat next to her son, wiping her moist eyes.

Yang Guoshun is only in his forties, but his temples are already white, he looks a little old, his hand pouring wine trembles slightly, he is very excited and happy at this time, and the sadness of more than a year is all emptied today.

He poured a cup for his son, looked at Yang Chen, and laughed: "Look at you, you are about to become the male protagonist in the costume TV series, and you still have your hair tied up, like a woman." ”

Touching his long hair, Yang Chen's eyes were red, his gaze inadvertently swept over the white hair on his father and mother's head, his heart throbbed, and he choked up: "No way, after all, it's been a year... No, no... Cut it off. ”

Kong Fang patted her son's shoulder, she knew Yang Chen's temperament very well, and she could roughly guess what the other party was thinking, she said: "Don't cry, it's a good thing that you have been away from home for a year and a half, although our family of three has not been reunited for so long, but you have become a cultivator immortal, it is worth celebrating!"

Yang Guoshun laughed heartily, tears flowed down, drank the wine in his hand, and shouted: "Damn, this time there is capital and Lao Li Xian, my son is a monk and an immortal, haha!"

Seeing his father's happy appearance, Yang Chen immediately took out two jade pendants from the red rope, handed them to the second elder, and said solemnly: "This is a treasure, and it has the effect of increasing longevity and dispelling diseases and evils when carried on the body all year round, which can make you live for decades, parents, you must take care of it." ”

Before bidding farewell to the sixth senior sister, Yang Chen used his divine sense to investigate the space in the red rope and found that there were many treasures inside, all of which were prepared for him by Bai Yiqing.

These two jade pendants are just the most ordinary of them, useless to monks, but for mortals, they are good treasures for longevity, and if they are put up for auction, they will cost billions.

As soon as they heard that the jade pendant was so extraordinary, Yang Guoshun and Kong Fang hurriedly put it away and put it in the innermost pocket, and then patted it with their hands, and said, "It shouldn't be stolen, right?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, it felt so good to see his parents again.

Yang Guoshun and Kong Fang had long thought that their son was missing, and it was even possible that something had happened to them, after all, Yang Chen suddenly disappeared in the Dragon King Temple, and there was no trace to trace.

For more than a year, they washed their faces with tears every day, cleaned Yang Chen's room, sat on his bed when they had nothing to do, touched his photos, and their expressions were heartbreaking.

When he was cultivating in the Immortal Realm on Earth, Yang Chen knew that his parents were still alive, so he was just worried about them.

And Yang Guoshun and Kong Fang don't know if Yang Chen is still alive, who can understand that kind of waiting for the years?

For them, Yang Chen was able to go home again, it was like a dream, which not only made them happy, but also made them afraid that this dream would suddenly wake up.

The next day, the drunk Yang Guoshun got up earlier than usual, and when he saw Yang Chen sitting on the balcony and did not disappear, he knew that he was not dreaming, and his son had indeed returned.

Kong Fang went out to buy breakfast, Yang Guoshun made a cup of tea, picked up a chair and sat on the edge of the balcony, his eyes were full of love and curiosity, watching his son practice in mythological stories.

White gas poured out from all directions, burrowing into Yang Chen's mouth and nose, his breathing rhythm was fast and slow, like pulling a bellows, and a fire suddenly appeared in the dantian, blazing.

The white qi is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, ordinary people don't dare to absorb too much at once, for fear that there will be problems when it is transformed into spiritual power in the body, but Yang Chen has no such concerns, he is like a black hole, devouring it crazily.

This fearlessness was partly due to the fact that his physique was strong enough that he had been tempered by the golden rain and the essence blood of the ancient gods, and partly because the exercises he cultivated were too incomparable.

In that mysterious era, the disciples cultivated by Bai Yiqing's master could sweep through their peers and crush many opponents when they went out.

In order to weaken the strength of their lineage, the major sects and many ancient clans chose to join forces, but the result was a great defeat, and the slain turned on their backs.

In the end, they had no choice but to spend a huge price to invite out the ancient emperor clan, which suppressed Bai Yiqing's division, but the powerhouses of that clan were also cut off, which shows the terrible nature of this vein.

"The third senior brother said that the blooming immortal qi in the body can be regarded as a preliminary success, and I am still too far behind. ”

Yang Chen closed his eyes tightly, recalling every mantra that Bai Yiqing taught him, using his body as a furnace to smelt the aura of heaven and earth, leaving only the most precious wisp.

This is similar to taking only one scoop of 3,000 weak water, many ancient jade, many gold, many diamonds, he only left the best color, slowly accumulated, and finally hoarded an unimaginable wealth.

"Although the monk relies on spiritual power, the more the better, only slowly polishing and leaving the purest wisp is the right path. ”

Thinking about it, Yang Chen slowly fell into a wonderful realm, and his surroundings were no longer the balcony of his home, but a volcano that was about to erupt.

The volcano was smoking, and through the opening at the top, you could see that it was not magma, but a large area of boiling blood.

In front of him was a veritable sea of blood, but Yang Chen didn't feel scared at all, he sat cross-legged in the crater, silently running the exercises, and the sea suddenly swelled with monstrous waves, but it was impossible to carry out the final eruption.

I tried several times, but each time the sea of blood stopped at a distance of about two meters from the crater, and the whole body was emitting a blazing light, and it was difficult to move forward even further.

After the last quenching, Yang Chen's talent and comprehension ability have become much stronger.

He is currently in the Ming Blood Realm of the Cultivation Dao, which is a realm that specializes in bloodline, and if he wants to break through, he must refine a large amount of precious blood.

"The power to break through the realm is insufficient, and it is difficult for the volcano to erupt and break through the current realm. Yang Chen frowned and said, "I have to find some precious blood that contains essence." ”

Then, he said: "But where are you going to find it? Although the earth is now the time for the revival of spiritual energy, the monsters that have achieved cultivation are hidden very deeply, as for the powerful and terrifying beasts, I know a little, and the sixth senior sister has also told me their specific locations, but with my current realm, wouldn't it be looking for death?"

Monsters and fierce beasts, it sounds like I, but in fact there is a world of difference.

The former is the name given to animals after they have cultivated the Tao and turned into human form or possessed spiritual intelligence, while the latter is a creature that existed since ancient times, and has extremely terrifying strength, the more adult it is, the more terrifying it becomes, enough to overturn the river and the sea, and destroy the earth.

The true dragon and the phoenix belong to the fierce beasts, and the owner of Yang Chen's essence blood, the golden-winged dragon python, is also a descendant of the true dragon.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Chen suddenly slapped his thigh, startling Yang Guoshun, who was bored and started listening to the radio.

"Could it be that the sound of the radio is too loud, Xiao Chen has gone crazy?" Yang Guoshun was shocked, if it wasn't for Yang Chen waving his hand, he would almost have pinched the latter's person.

"How did I forget those two people, they look like monsters!"

Yang Chen showed an evil smile, planning to go out for a walk after dinner and slaughter two big fish by the way.